It's what you, the members, think is an alternate world based on some literary work.
The Criminals Outside by Laima27TreeCrowns, literature
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The Criminals Outside
Guarded you won’t know The world’s only a prison And your freedom’s Such a rare luck You will never think with a free mind Unless you’re not casted out The politics and religions Keeping you inside Maybe good that you won’t know It wouldn’t set you free This consciousness feels just like Flying above the flames You’re only thinking more And more, and more How you’re against this world So many places you’d be killed On our wild planet Earth Glad that you're still alive You couldn’t ask for more Your freedom is to live your life In accordance with your soul No guarantee that you will get What hasn’t been given to you The prison’s guarded carefully By the criminals outside
Run From My Heart by Laima27TreeCrowns, literature
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Run From My Heart
I run from my heart Like a prey who runs from the beast As fast as I can ‘Cause it’s chasing me down But no matter how fast I’m running I’m unable to escape its beat I run even faster But I get even more sad As much as I hate to admit What I am holding so dear I need to give in and lie naked on ground I thought I could be like a stone But cold I will never be If I go against it, it will make me feel it The beat that kills me And makes me sick from the fear I never wanted to say it out loud What I felt was a dark spot on my heart I thought that my heart’s going to kill me But instead it just saved my life A fool for running Who you are you can never escape That’s where you feel completely imprisoned Where your heart’s been hurt And can’t be denied Endure the shame Without it you can’t cleanse yourself When your heart has chased you And you’ve become it completely There’s no more prison for you to dwell in
You don't believe that I exist Thinking about many things with disbelief You look for someone who could resemble your being Finding something completely opposite Without the sunlight, without the oxygen to breathe Never having seen the sky above I exist despite terrible obstacles You're weak by nature So you're always looking for the easiest way out Run from the danger, conquer the worlds Dying if not given what you need to survive But I'm strong where I have to belong I endure the pressure and darkness not ending Here in the abyss I build my own universe For which you're the aliens First time shining light I never wondered about you I got plastic messages on the ocean's floor So strange like I am to you But still you hardly believe in my existence I must be primitive for I don't have your mind But any thought is much more complicated Than you ever could imagine You might have no language Or signs to show as signals to others But you still are the product of thought Who has
The Wrong Name Given by Laima27TreeCrowns, literature
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The Wrong Name Given
My soul was born without a title But the world already chose my place I had to live amongst the criminals Imprisoned for no crime Freedom should be ours the day we are born Prison should be our choice If we chose to take the dark path But we are born with a title given by others Though we should be the ones naming ourselves No one should tell us who we are All the toxic people around telling me I'll never be free and open the door Are just naming me in the wrong name Today I know it, so I keep whispering to myself my real name The one I created for myself Knowing better Poor or rich, but the most meaningful is that free Nothing can wound you more than the wrong name given A title you didn't choose for yourself Because you're not a criminal, you're just locked in Together with those who want you to belong to their kind
Think About Death by Laima27TreeCrowns, literature
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Think About Death
I am the rain When you wait for the sun I am the snow When you wait for the spring I am the dark When you wait for the day I am that cloud Creating shadows on the fields Under the light blue sky I am the tear That runs over your cheek When you're afraid to lose your loved ones I am that melancholy Wandering alone through the forest In the darkest time of the year Being afraid of nobody I am the moment of suicidal thoughts That in the end gets swept away By someone needing you You'd like to live your life without me Only careless and satisfied But eternal joy's as deadly as cancer You need to suffer before valuing life Change your world as much as you can I'll be the only thing you're not able to change The rain will fall fast The snow keep from blooming The night will fall over And the clouds will form thunderstorms Sometimes you'll cry Losing someone you love And sometimes you'll want to stay alone Right when the storm rages And something dangerous may happen to you And there will
Ancestors' Curses by Laima27TreeCrowns, literature
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Ancestors' Curses
We're possessed by the beasts inside Try to oppress them but they break out In the wrong place and in the wrong time We carry them in our blood Though we've not killed anyone We're killers because we're alive When we die, die also the beasts The violence we do hold in Don't act all innocent You don't know what you possess When you feel so angry that you can't control yourself anymore You'll reveal the frightening truth Each of us able to kill When our beast has awakened Not oppressed inside of us anymore It all depends on how far we go Losing our sanity and straying from morals That we choose to follow Because of these beasts So we do all we can to forgive Not holding on to anger that's causing the violence Even if we're harmed heavily To repeat this cycle no more Maybe it's a never-ending fight with ourselves Trying to hide our pointless existence By becoming something greater That we never are deep within But, hopefully, we win this fight And one day there's no beasts
I don't think I'm so different To drive you all crazy Just like everyone I have my own ways But not sickening and not maddening I think I am normal More than many others I have my dreams and ambitions And I'm living to achieve them Just like many others And just like many others I feel love and I'm deeply hurt All this defines what is human Defines me as a human But why doing what others do I'm treated as abnormal Like I'd be sick with something That can't be healed and disgusts them Drives me crazy for I don't know anymore What is normal and what's not I start to accept myself being abused I let you be toxic to me I feel more and more tired With each rising sun I almost believe that I deserve to die That for someone like me There's no place on earth And when I do so You suddenly treat me as normal When I suffer I'm welcomed home Then we all sit down and admit That I wanted too much That death I should want instead 'Cause that's enough for someone like me I have no purpose and
How did everything seem to be unknown How does everything seem to be now known It’s all the same, nothing has changed We’re still not quiet ready for the new We’re still learning all the truth The world has never been more diverse Yet we experience discrimination a lot Still fighting for the simplest of human rights Still doubting the need for equality What is different still is upsetting us We rather understand a caveman Than a woman who leads in her throne We have stopped the witch hunt Yet we look at the wise women with doubts Still killing and abandoning black cats Believing in curses and gods that slaughter What is different still scares us a lot We rather get very superstitious Than open up our minds We want to be able to accept everyone Our fantasies about aliens tell us that But would we be ready to meet Someone as strange as that We’d rather make war and die The day we are honored By such an interesting guest In our inability to accept Even
The things that you’re willing to do Like a great syrup in your soul’s attic You’re dreaming of tasting its sweetness But you’re afraid of doing it now Why so afraid you don’t know You don’t think about life while still living it You’re like a cliff in the strongest of winds Whatever you hate surviving through it Your duty is to give up on the things that you love And you want to please them For the little love they return But is it really enough for you? One day you start to guess the meaning of life It happens to those who have strayed from themselves So much time wasted on things that you hated Doing what’s right, not insane in their eyes But you need to go in that attic Once in your lifetime taste what it’s like And once you have tasted There’s no return back You’re sweet as these berries Sweeter than wine Your whole life uspide down Goodbye the old prisons, the walls that surround No regrets about yesterday, time’s still enough To taste the
Not quiet the same But not very different So you’re just another version Of a perfect human being Just another light in the dark That alone doesn’t feel very special You take a look and pass by Another opposite they cast out They wait you to do what you’re supposed to Based on your guilty facade But you’re the opposite of what it shows Unhappy for being not seen What if you can’t shine with them Your light somehow looking different Not just a little bit but in a way They also can’t shine with you They’ll turn their backs and won’t greet you They’ll prepare police cars to chase you To survive in this world you must hide Who you are and open up only to some One unusual thing looking usual That’s you behind your tears You tried to fit in but they cracked you open Sooner or later that day always comes You’re not perfect shining in a different colour Turn your light off, now you can breathe In the darkness being just black canvas You’re accepted the